User blog comment:Biggren/A Highway Beast's Life/@comment-3135907-20120102183904/@comment-3135907-20120501204637

Redleg struggled feebly as the daggers closed in, then gave a muffled scream as they plunged into his body. His rusty, neglected chainmail suit protected little against the onslaught, but at least saved his life. Rising halfway up from the ground, the stoat drew his sword and yelled for his brother officer, Dernug. "Hoi!" said a voice from behind the stoat. Redleg couldn't believe his luck. "Dernug! Thanks fer comin', it-" Dernug's sword lashed out just once. The traitorous stoat had been on Kidrin's side the whole time- a spy in Skulfang's troops! He watched with a wicked smile as Redleg's headless body crumpled to the ground, then turned to Palug and Garred. "Good werk, mates- now that stupid scum can rot where he lies or we throw `im in the woods. Which one?"